Dream Song 77
Seedy Henry rose up shy in de world
& shaved & swung his barbells, duded Henry up
and p.a.’d poor thousands of persons on topics of grand
moment to Henry, ah to those less & none.
Wif a book of his in either hand
he is stript down to move on.
-Come away, Mr. Bones.
-Henry is tired of the winter,
& haircuts, & a squeamish comfy ruin-
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